Back to year 12

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Today was supposed to be my first day as a year 12. Unfortunately, I overslept, woke up mid way through the first lesson, sprinted down to the sixth form centre, choked on an apple (my breakfast), waited at reception for a receptionist to tell me where the hell I was supposed to be while regaining my breath, realised that nobody was going to show up and the first lesson was already over, headed over to the history department, and met a history teacher who informed me that the teacher I needed to speak to was away and I’d better come back tomorrow.

Ah, well. So tomorrow, I get demoted to year 12.

I’m not sure what’s going to happen with regards to this blog. For the time being, I’m updating it as a kind of personal journal. I do have a few ideas for future posts, but we shall see.

I’m doing a history course for next year. That means I will need to return as a year 12 for the rest of this year for the start of the course.

Is that a thinly-veiled hint that my life isn’t interesting enough to blog about? Don’t worry, I’ll still be keeping the media commentary going, though obviously there’s no longer any need for me to post exam revision since the exams are over. And yes, a name change is probably imminent.

So, if your life is uninteresting, and your blog is uninteresting, what does that say about me, a loyal reader, eh? I must be uninteresting, too, if I spend my time reading your uninteresting blog!!! No way will I be a party to that sort of thing. Give that some thought next time you’re tempted to diss yourself, bud!!!😉😀
Sounds like quite a morning you had there (really quite interesting). Well, you can change the name of the blog if you must, just don’t leave us, don’t leave us!!! (Pardon the rant. I don’t know what gets into me sometimes.)🙂